It was a somber day yesterday with all the 9/11 remembrance. I am thinking that this may have been the climax of such commemorations, as by the time the 20th anniversary rolls around a little more healing will have taken place.

Yeh, it was a messed up day 10 years ago. It was the scariest couple of hours in my life since I couldn't reach my mom... who worked a couple of floors above where the first plane hit. I think we didn't find out until 11AM or Noon whether she was OK.

I count my blessings that she made it, but it's not going to be a day I'm going to forget any time soon.

Honestly, had she made it to work 1 minute earlier the day would've turned out a lot worse for us. She was 1st or 2nd in line for the elevator when it came crashing down. So she would have either been in a free falling elevator or in the office where nobody in her group made it.

This comment was edited on Sep 12, 2011, 10:32.

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